So...in the ever continuing plumbing saga that is this house, I've got a new one.

The upstairs bathroom sink has been draining slower and slower and slower. Since Thanksgiving. We've asked maintenance about it, but nothing has come of it. They're not concerned. Not even when we mentioned the leak in the ceiling. Sure they came and checked it, but they couldn't figure it out and they never came back. Fine.

Company arrives Wednesday and damnit, I want it fixed. So last week I sent LMK over to see about getting our sink fixed. They came the next day, worked their magic and viola, working sink! Hooray!

But then... (you knew there had to be a but, right?)

The bathtub wouldn't drain. And the ceiling leak, well it got worse. Well, hell. Every bucket and pot in the house, worse. So LMK called maintenance again. Thursday they came at the end of the day, let Socks out, and left. Lmk was NOT amused.

They finally made it over on Friday to really investigate. When I arrived home Friday after my interview, I was greeted with this:
That would be a GINORMOUS hole in the ceiling. What's the huge trash can for, you ask? Oh, that's where the bathtub drains!!! LMK was kind enough to run upstairs and demonstrate it for me. Good times.

They're coming tomorrow to tear out the ceiling and see where the problem is. GREAT! Company arrives Wednesday. We are so screwed.



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Never a dull moment around here people. Never. A. Dull. Moment.

Oh, but I did find a new purse. I lurve it. It ought to keep me calm for a day or two.